SET DUSK
The Part 11
When all the passengers of the pedati fell asleep, suddenly they were shocked by the shock and the sound of a very loud pedati crackle.
"Astaghfiullah!! The bomb!" shouted one of the passengers.
Ida snapped out of her sleep.
"Sorry, the pedal wheel is mired in a hole" said the coachman from his seat.
"Oh my God, I think we are under attack" said one of the middle-aged mothers sitting in front of Ida.
Like the mother sitting in front of him, Ida also had time to think the loud noise that made the pedati he was riding shook, because of the Dutch attack.
"Dutch will not attack at night, they are blind chickens" the coachman poked.
"Don't be afraid that Nyiak, later we will be attacked," said another passenger.
Ida only listened to the conversation of the passengers without intending to comment on the conversation between the passenger and the coachman.
Not long ago, the pedati that had been crowded with passenger discussions, was now back quiet. Either they're back asleep, or they're tired of talking.
Ida tried to rest her eyes, but her mind would not rest. Recalling his conversation with Mr. Zain, "Why was I chosen to be a courier, sir? Aren't you afraid I'll mess up the mission?" ask Ida.
"Do you really want the mission I'm assigned to you to be messed up?" mr. Zain asked back.
"Of course not sir, but I still do not understand the tactics as a courier," said Ida.
"Every assigned courier, was once a beginner of your bicycle. You don't have to worry too much, I'm sure you can."
"How can you be so sure?" tanya Ida is still not satisfied with the answer given Mr. Zain.
"Because you're a woman, women aren't so suspect."
"But there are others?" Ida is still curious.
"Awaha. ... You are starting to be critical. Well ... If you are still curious, why I prefer you to be a courier than your other friends, because you are not too much pleasantries like most women. You're it
asked one, answered half. So I think fit this task I leave it to you" said Mr. Zain.
There was a little bit of a sense that Ida felt at that moment. He who had been feeling useless, was suddenly given such an important task that made him a little more alive.
Ida opened her eyes, tired of her trying to rest her eyes and mind. The circulation of his gaze noticed the passengers of the pedati who had fallen asleep. The dim light from the petromak hanging near the coachman slightly reduced the darkness of the road that night. Ida doesn't know where she is. The cold wind that entered through the crack of the pedicab lid was as if slicing through his unclosed skin.
Time is slow. I don't know how long Ida was awake busy organizing her thoughts. Fearing that her first assignment failed, Ida woke up all night. Until the net caught the shadow of dawn from the eastern horizon.
"Have anyone woken up?" The voice of Inyiak Aro, the coachman of the pedati broke the silence within the pedati.
Ida remained silent in her seat, feeling no need to answer the statement of Inyiak Aro.
Before long, the pace of the pedicure began to slow down. Ida peeked out from behind the curtain of the sword cover. They have already arrived at the market. The morning sunlight was starting to light up, showing people who had started to organize their wares. In another corner, some of the pedati also dropped off passengers and their cargo.
"Son. ... Wake up, if not hurry later you do not go to the place of sale," said the mother woke Ida. The mother thought Ida was still asleep in her sleep, because Ida covered her face with a caping.
"Oh, yes Mak. ..." Ida nodded politely.
"Who are you, son? I just saw you" asked the mother inquiring, because she felt she did not know Ida.
"My victory" said Aro from the coachman's seat.
"Oh, just found out I you have a niece, Nyiak. Where's your home from?" the mother kept asking questions.
"Later you roll out your wares Mak, hurry up," cut off Aro's.
"Ah, yes.... Yes, you help me put my things down" the mother said.
After the other passengers and merchandise dropped off, Aro's body helped Ida down her basket.
"Well, you go to the other end. There was a coconut seller, you said you wanted to put your basket down," said Aro.
"Okay Nyiak" answered Ida briefly.
Without wasting much time, Ida walked in the direction that Aro had pointed out. Easily find the place where the coconut seller is in question. He handed over his large basket, and received a package tied with cloth.
Without much questioning, Ida returned to the market. The atmosphere of the morning market seemed so crowded, unlike Ida imagined, that the market would be quiet because it was still worried about an attack from the Netherlands.
This market should be a place where they exchange news, because no one will pay attention to market visitors one by one. Even the Dutch officer who used to pass by was also not visible.
Ida pulled over to a surau located not so far from the market. Clean himself, and change his clothes with clothes that have been prepared. Ida giggled in admiration, while wearing the clothes that had been provided. Brackets with cotton material and a long cloth motif "bathing law" completes it. Ida took the folds of paper that were included between the clothes, slipped them into a small pocket under the armpits of the shirt.
Finished with his duties, he returned to where Inyiak Aro parked his sword. Wait until time to return to the village on the edge of the forest where they hide.
Not felt, the sun has begun to lean to the West. Pedati passengers have started to arrive, loading their carry baskets filled with barter goods they transact.
The journey home didn't feel so long. But when he reached the forest village, it was already dark. Inyiak Aro drove Ida to the home of one of the residents, who was one of the activists at the time.
As dawn began to break, Ida left the house where she had rested last night. Walk with full vigilance towards the forest path. The streets of the village are still very quiet, the inhabitants are still at home. The morning air was quite cold, ida who at that time was dressed as a forest wood seeker with a sack of goninya, shivering held cold air that was quite bone-chilling.
Not far from the entrance to the forest, Ida was greeted by Marwan, Rashid and Amir.
"Welcome back Miss!" marwan exclaimed with a smile growing.
Ida was relieved, her first mission was successful.
"What I'm saying is, Ida is a smart woman. There is no need for you to worry," said Amir teasingly towards Rashid.
"Aah, man,... Yes," said Rashid briefly.
His eyes could not see Ida. Ida just lowered her head, misbehaving with the shady eyes of Rashid. The warm feeling the other day that he felt inside his chest began to feel again, beating the coldness of the forest air that morning.
